The last policeman he questioned looked down upon him from the summit of six feet two inches, and replied with another question, but kindly: "What do you want there, my small kid?
It ain't where you was bred, I guess." "No sir" answered Diamond.

"I live in Bloomsbury." "That's a long way off," said the policeman.
"Yes, it's a good distance," answered Diamond; "but I find my way about pretty well.

Policemen are always kind to me." "But what on earth do you want here ?" Diamond told him plainly what he was about, and of course the man believed him, for nobody ever disbelieved Diamond.

People might think he was mistaken, but they never thought he was telling a story.
"It's an ugly place," said the policeman.
"Is it far off ?" asked Diamond.
"No.

It's next door almost.